Death to the Cash Cow

Crucifix secured to string, dangled from Aseop’s neck, removed and left on his end table, next to his rocking chair and settling in to teeter, he placed a cold soda inside the string spiral. Aluminum can adjusted to different temperatures, perspired and left a ring of moisture behind as Aseop lifted the soda, took aContinue reading “Death to the Cash Cow”

psalm 82:6

Deacon Clark handed Sister Rogue a stack of Bibles and instructed her to pass them out to his pupils. The hood of her nun costume retained heat like a tanning booth, any activity which involved heavy lifting, left her in a state of quasi-been-fucked. Deacon Clark grabbed a scarf out of his pocket, “here,” heContinue reading “psalm 82:6”